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He want go down hole,

me go with him.

Paul, Paul, Paul...

Why do you want to do

such a silly thing?

Dusan, these people are

actually trying to do something

to save the human race.

I wanna be a part of that.

Okay, fine, you want to help

then do what I did,

give them a semen sample.

I did it too.

A much more

pleasant way to help.

If I'm not supposed to be

a part of this thing,

then w-what am I doing here?

Why didn't I become a doctor?

Why did I downsize?

Why did my wife abandon me?

Dusan, how did you just

happen to be my neighbor?

And-And Ngoc Lan,

why are you

the only person who

survived that box

and you just happen

to be cleaning

Dusan's place on that day?

And-And had you

not lost your leg,

I wouldn't have tried to

help you, which, as usual,

I screwed up.

And why did I screw it up?

So that I could be here

right at the exact moment

to go down into that tunnel.

I finally have a chance to

do something that matters.

Oh, Paul, come on,

now you're talking crazy.

These people,

they're wonderful, but--

It's like a cult.

It's a cult. You know,

and the extinction, well,

it's not gonna happen for, you

know, maybe few hundred years.

Has nothing to do with you.

Forget it.

Besides, you think they won't

behave like people always behave?

They're all gonna go insane

down there and kill each other.

They'll go extinct

long before we do.

Don't worry, darling.

He said it himself.

Nothing he ever wants

to do works out.

It's a beautiful day, huh?

I mean, knowing this is the

last time I'll see the real sun,

it makes it so... vibrant.

I ask you question.

You say me truth. Okay?

Of course.

Other night on boat...

what kind of f*** you give me?

What?

What kind of f*** you give me?

What kind? I don't...

American people,

eight kind of f***.

Love f***, hate f***,

sex-only f***,

break-up f***, make-up f***,

drunk f***, buddy f***,

pity f***.

Okay, I-I have no idea

where you heard that.

Third host family.

Okay, Th-that is just wrong.

Okay, there's a whole spectrum

of-of emotions and-

and motivations.

And don't say "f***", i-it's vulgar.

Say something else like, you know,

"make love" or I don't know.

So... was love f***?

Okay, what is this all about?

You look for me,

you want help me,

you make f*** with me,

now you go down stupid hole.

So I try to think

what kind f*** you give me.

I think maybe pity f***.

For leg.

No, no, Ngoc Lan,

I care about you deeply.

You are such an

extraordinary person

and I just admire you so much.

More than anything,

I want you to come with me.

People always say me I strong.

Okay, maybe Vietnam

I organize many protest,

survive two year prison

punish me make small.

I only person survive TV box.

I walk around no foot.

Take care of other people.

But I woman.

Feeling.

I'm sorry.

I really am.

It's so easy for me

to see who you are.

But if I don't do this,

who am I?

I mean, really. Who am I?

You Paul Safranek.

You good man.

Look, there's butterflies!

Look, Ngoc Lan! Butterflies!

Kon booyem! Kon booyem!

I guess this is it.

Konrad.

Very nice to have met you.

Pleasure was mine.

Good luck in there, Paul.

Take care of yourself.

I will.

You too.

I will miss my funny neighbor.

Your bible.

But it's in Vietnamese.

Words not matter.

Remember me.

You go away now.

Excuse me.

Hi, uh...

Is it just me or are

we walking uphill?

Yes. Prevents flooding.

-Tunde.

-Oh, hi. Paul.

It's just a few hours climb

before we begin

the descent to the vault.

Well, how long

is the whole walk?

Eleven hours.

Something like that.

See you down there.

Stay hydrated.

Wait!

Wait!

Thank you so much.

-Wait, my bag.

-Leave it.

No, no, no!

I told you nothing ever

works out for this guy.

-Get my bag out!

-It's going to blow! Run!

Paul!

Ngoc Lan!

I was thinking about

what you were saying.

And I realized you were right.

I am Paul Safranek.

And what you were asking...

It was a love f***.

And to think...

one day all of this...

Now maybe you

understand little bit

how I feel

after survive TV box.

When you know

death come soon,

you look around

things more close.

Wait here, I'll be right back.

I want go too. I want

see Rosa new baby.

No, see the baby tomorrow,

it's pouring.

Hurry.

Don't forget we still

need go see Filipine man,

take care for his arm!

I know. Stop obsessing,

will you?

Hola, Seor Cardenas.

-Oh, Hola, Paul.

-Are you hungry?

A lot. What did you

bring me today?

Ah, I think it's chicken.

Yes, chicken.

Thank you, Paul.

Okay, you're welcome.

See you tomorrow.

Now that you're with me

nothing makes me feel small

Now that I'm with you

we can get through it all

There's a moment,

can you feel it?

Catch that moment

When we rise or fall

As the rain falls

as the clouds close above

As the light falters

as the world cries enough

As the tempest

rages around us

As the sky

is churning in chaos

I'll be with you

through it all

Empires tumble

Dynasties collapse

Kettles boil dry

And shoelaces snap

And yet still

If the world seems

it's teetering on the brink

When you're beside me

I see our troubles shrink

What's a little change

in the weather?

Storm or swell

we'll breathe it together

And I'll be with you

through it all

Empires tumble

Dynasties collapse

Kettles boil dry

And shoelaces snap

And yet still

I could stare down tornadoes

and never flinch

It's a breeze when

you're with me every inch

Let the globe

spin off its orbit

Flood or earthquake

We'll absorb it all

Great or small

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